I only have one thing on my Bucket List.

I want to go to Mars.

I want to stand on the surface of Mars, throw my arms up and yell

“HELL YES!”

And then with the eyes of the world upon me I’d give the finger to everyone whoever called me a  weirdo because I wanted to travel to other planets.

 Do you know why I only have that one little thing on my bucket list?

Its simple: Bucket Lists are stupid. Seriously a list of things to do before you DIE?

Like can whoever entertained the idea you could have a to do list to check off after you died? Has anyone ever sat back and said, ” Gee, after I’m dead I’ll have all the free time I want on my hands?”

I write stories about people like that- but you know they’re not real.

So get out there and have fun now, don’t think about the end, sometimes it gets here sooner then we would like.

a.m.